I think I was twelve the first time someone turned to me with hands on their hips, frustrated, ready to rip out their hair and shouted, “Wendi! You know what your problem is??? YOU THINK TOO MUCH!!!” Oh, OK, then…I’ll just…stop…??? But what if…???? The world is an amazing place. Under every leaf and rock is a whole new world… Read More

Epigram MY soul, sit thou a patient looker-on; Judge not the play before the play is done: Her plot hath many changes; every day Speaks a new day; the last act crowns the play. Frances Quarles From the first moment that I met Margaret, I was blown away. It was my first day of watercolor class in college and I… Read More

“The fountain of beauty is the heart, and every generous thought illustrates the walls of your chamber” —Frances Quarles Have you ever been stunned by the spectacular beauty of someone, found yourself admiring them, only to realize their beauty faded as their spirit leaked through their skin? Have you ever walked past a nameless face, their outward appearance causing nothing to… Read More